A treatise on being badly treated. Bound, gagged and onboard Crazy Train on our way to Nutsville. Everyday we pray for salvation. Or at least a pitstop.
Monday, October 24, 2005
Strawberry Daiquiri
What Monitress and I had at the party. Baby had a Heineken, straight from the bottle. She got a little drunk at one point...
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